“He slid the photo out and raised it. The sun washed out any distinguishable characteristics. All except her eyes. He didnt need a picture to remember those. As turquoise as the waters near Cozumel,...”

“Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he was going out with a rifle in his hand.”

“Maybe he was going to hell. Except, he could’ve sworn that was where he’d been the past ten years.”

“I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to...”

“[C]oncepts of dying in to a heaven or hell seem a good deal more political than spiritual. (124)”

“I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. ...”

“To work hard, to live hard, to die hard, and then go to hell after all would be too damn hard.”

“What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.”

“I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia.”

“Considering I'm a writer, you leave me strangely bereft of words.”